As an avid 'Pike angler' I had plenty of time to write while I sat, waiting...... and....... waiting

I also had time to 'self ' assess too!
My next poem is the proof.....

Me

I've often tried to describe myself
In a totally honest sort of way,
I never seem to manage it
What more could any man say?
I'm trendy, handsome and friendly
In fact any woman's desire,
If it wasn't for my bald head
And a midriff resembling a tyre.

I look similar to Robert Redford
With muscle like 'Sly Stallone',
And the genius of Einstein
But only when I'm alone,
Sometimes folk call me 'bighead'
But I think that's out of line,
I'm absolutely perfect...
Though the opinions only mine..

Women ought to crawl all over me
Begging for what, I've got,
No other man could offer
Just in case you had forgot?
I'm THE walking talking he-man
Just way above the rest,
Full of verbal diarrhoea
And that's why I'm just the best!

....mOOn.......

He ! He!
 
 

As you can imagine being a man of this quality, many women swooned for my attributes
However it took someone very special to capture the m00n
We were soon to be married, she is a wonderful young lady whom I adore
 
 

Lisa Jeffery....Colin Randall....Me! & Janita..Lisa Nixon (my daughter) and bridesmaid Georgina Nock
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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WoW!
Take a look at this!

Our relationship was and still is such that a special wedding vow was called for.
Here I share it with you, 'the promise to this day has and will be been kept
forever.'

Janita & Roy August 22, 1998
 
 
 

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My computer became a vital part of everyday life and enabled me to
venture into fantasy, which soon turned to reality.........
 
 

Inspiration

I have this inspiration
I don't know if I should'
To have an early night indoors
I know it will be good...

To nestle by the fireside
Home comforts all at hand,
The sort of night you dream of
But never find time to plan...

An evening one hopes will linger
Leaving memories for years,
Easing stress and trauma
By allaying all ones fears...

One needs these times to cherish
But they seem a thing of the past,
Perhaps that's why there so important
And why they go by so fast!

...m00n...
 
 

 Rose, Maine, USA
 

Loved Ones

Friendship is a bondage
That's meant to last for life,
It may give a women a husband
And a man may find a wife,
To some the titles important
Others could not care,
Because they know the real thing...
Loved ones are always there.

...m00n...
 

Rhiannon, Maine
 
 
 
 
 

Cuddle and a Kiss

There is many a varied opinion
To define what is really love and Bliss!
But all fall short in contentment
Compared to a 'Cuddle and Kiss'.

...m00n...
 

Steve and Daphne, Washington

Cindy & Jim, Canada

These friends are but a few of those who now hold a special place in my life.
They have inspired my mind to share this experience and privilege

'Thank You'
 

Your presence

As the darkened nights of autumn set

Bringing foul weather that everyone knows

The depression sets into tired minds

Across peoples' faces it really shows

For me, the seasons don't matter

I pass them by without a care

For I always see something cheerful

Just knowing that You! are there

With you all my days are summer

Each and every one so good

My weather is always beautiful

Many other folk wish theirs could

As darkened nights of autumn set

Bringing the foul weather, everyone knew

Though it brings me complete contentment

Borne only by the presence of you.

Roy Nixon

...m00n....
 
 

I also enjoy the variety of effect and impression that words linked together can bring.
The way in which one can turn emotion, from Love to Hate, or Depression to Joy.

Read on, if I am right in my philosophy... You! will have a smile ok!

'Big Breaths! its tinkie winkie'
 

YOU!

You're like a nightclub in the morning,

The bitter end!

You're like recently disinfected shit house,

Clean round the bend.

You're like a death at a birthday party,

By ruining all my fun

You're like a sucked and spat out candy,

No use to anyone!

You have a slippery quality,

Makes me think of phlegm

A dual personality,

How I hate the both of them!

People talk of murder,

As soon as you arrive.

I would consider killing you

If I thought you were alive!

Your bad breath vamps destruction disease and decay!

Please! please! take yourself away!

You're certainly no raver you're commonly known as a drag!

Do us all a favour and wear this shopping bag.

You're like a shadow of a guillotine

On a poor consumptive face,

Ere being an outsider

What do you think to the human race.

What sort of creature bore you some kind of Dick?

They couldn't think of a good name for yer,

But I can......Pr--k!

....m00n....
 
 

Maybe some of you will relate to this next one, it maybe the way I see later life!
 
 

I'm Fine Thank You!

There's nothing a matter with me..

I'm as healthy as can be,

Its just the arthritis in both of my knees

That when I'm out walking makes me talk with a wheeze!,

My pulse has grown all weak, my blood has gone all thin..

But I'm awfully well for the shape I’m in.

I've got arch supports for the soles of my feet

Or I would not be able to be on the street.

Sleep is denied me night after night

Although each morning I find I'm all right.

My memories failing and my heads in a spin

But! I'm all right for the shape I’m in.

The moral is this as my tale unfolds

That for me and for you who are growing so old.

Its much better to say ‘I’m fine’ with a grin!

Than to let folk know what shape your in.

How do I know that my youth is all spent?

Well my getup and go has got up and went!

I really don't mind the thought makes me a grin,

Of all the grand places my getup has been

Old age is golden I've heard it said, but!

Sometimes I wonder as I get out of bed

With my ears in the drawer and teeth in a cup

My eyes on the table until they wake up!

Sleep overtakes me as I think to myself,

Is there anything else I should lay on the shelf?

But when I was young my slippers were red,

And could kick my heels right over my head,

And when I grew older my slippers were blue,

But still I could dance the whole night through,

But now ‘really old’ my slippers are black

I walk to the shop and puff my way back.

I get up each morning and dust off my wits

And pick up the paper to read the O’bit’s

If my name is still missing, I know I'm not dead

So! I have a cooked breakfast and go back to bed...

1986 Isle of Wight
....m00n....
 
 
 

m00nshining for Christmas he he!
 
 

Have you heard the news

Have you heard the news? Today I do declare

I am the life of the party If only I were there,

Have you read the paper? The article about me?

It tells a lovely story It tells you all you see.

I am the life of living Everyone swears its true

I am the best you could ever, the information's new,

But no one knows the reason, today I do declare

I may have the answer If only I were there.

........mOOn..........
 

Nonsense plays a vital part in the fantasies we all have, it makes us smile and feel good...
 
 

Skeleton Nonsense

I sail on clear murky rivers

In my car a glass bottomed boat,

I thought it a unique invention

But people think it a joke.

I sat down looking at fishes

They were riding on cycles you see,

And them...they were gazing upward

At a bare bottom that belonged to me.

I spoke to them with a gurgle!

They shouted right back but 'drowned'

And that's why so many skeletons

On the bed of a river are found

...m00n...

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